Calling death an "unbreakable appointment," Morrissey was ever the brooding poet in his tribute to Hsu. "Life's only promise is its final deadline. When Mel, and others who are dear to us, depart, we should at least realize as we shuffle along living our small and persecuted lives, how absolutely ridiculous it is to be afraid of anything or anyone on this unhappy planet."
Also, True Life ruined me tonight.
BUT . . . I got two donations on www.DonorsChoose.org today and the Motown Review is coming along sooo well.
Stomach is bothering me. Bed soon.
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